![]() ![]() Such false principles of social life, turned into politics, seemed to them pathetically home-made and remained incomprehensible. The Russian Jewish poet Boris Pasternak (1890-1960) was. And therefore the exaltation of man over the rest of nature, the fashionable fussing over and worshipping of man, never appealed to them. The Zhivago Affair: The Kremlin, the CIA, and the Battle Over a Forbidden Book By Peter Finn and Petra Couve Pantheon, 368 pages, 26.95. ![]() Strangers in the street, the distances opening out during their walks, the rooms they lived or met in.Īh, it was this, this was the chief thing that united them and made them akin! Never, never, even in moments of the most gratuitous, self-forgetful happiness, did that most lofty and thrilling thing abandon them: delight in the general mould of the world, the feeling of their relation to the whole picture, the sense of belonging to the beauty of the whole spectacle, to the whole universe. ![]() Everything around them was perhaps more pleased by their love than they were themselves. They loved each other because everything around them wanted it so: the Earth beneath them, the sky over their heads, the clouds and trees. They loved each other not out of necessity, not ‘scorched by passion’, as it is falsely described. “Oh, what love this was, free, unprecedented, unlike anything else! They thought the way people sing. ![]()
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